The kid from Alaska

One of my favorite stories is about the kid from Alaska, who gets admitted to Harvard.  He’s walking across the yard, sees a professor and asks, “Can you tell me where the library’s at?”

The professor says, “Young man, at Harvard we don’t end our sentences with prepositions.”

So the kid responds, “O.K., can you tell me where the library’s at, asshole?”

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